Lord of Spells from Faerûn

As time passed, several people got closer and closer to the Shadow Gorge behind the Jackal Mountains. At noon, the iron-gray granite that makes up the canyon appears ghostly on both sides, and the sun shines between the canyons formed by the valleys on both sides, making adventurers wonder why this place got its name. But when the time came in the afternoon and the adventurers got closer to the mountains, they quickly realized that this was a perfect name.

As the sun moves westward, the towering shadowy peaks block sunlight from every direction and cast a veil of darkness over the road. Night had not yet fallen, and the sun was still baking the rocky land to the south of the gap and the Mokou Mountains to the west, but they felt that the air around them had become cold and thin.

Despite this, the adventurers continued on until the dim light before night fell on the stone ground and the earth began to make strange sounds. Kellanvor initially dismissed the sounds, dismissing them as nothing more than landslide rocks or rain-soaked soil deposits. But then the mountains near Shadow Gap began to move.

At first, Imrik thought it was an hallucination caused by lack of sleep, but he immediately noticed that the western ridge slowly turned towards them. To the east, huge rocks fell from the cliff and hit the forest, penetrating and crushing the trees.

The ground beneath the horse's feet began to shake, and the mount panicked. The sound soon became deafening, and the falling boulders came closer and closer, hitting the trees on both sides of the road. The road through Shadow Gap is closing, and new mountains are rising to the northeast.

"The mountains are moving," Imrik said with a frown, "Get out of here quickly, otherwise we may be crushed to death by the mountains."

After saying that, Kelanvor immediately kicked his mount in the abdomen, and the warrior rushed into the narrow road, followed closely by Imric and others. . The ridges on either side were clearly moving, narrowing the distance between them, threatening to close the gap. Rocks and other debris fell around them, knocking down nearby trees and sending dust flying into the sky.

Nine-ring evocation spell [Expansion - Bigby's Shattering Palm]!

The power of arcana slanted out from Imric's hand, and a huge black magic hand appeared above everyone's heads, blocking many falling gravels.

"I can't see!" Kelemvor's voice was particularly obvious in the noisy environment. The flying dust and magic hands blocked the remaining sunlight and caused them to lose their vision. Kellenvor had no choice but to head forward. Rushing, he knew that if they slowed down, they would not be able to reach the other end of the gorge alive.

As if to stop the adventurers running in the turmoil, the chaotic nature struck again. Midnight's mount was the first to sense it, and stopped abruptly regardless of the caster's drive. A plume of amber smoke engulfed them, forcing them to cover their mouths and noses to avoid inhaling the foul odor surrounding them. Thick mist rolled in, filling all directions of the adventurers. Once inhaled, their lungs would suffer as much pain as burning.

"It's swamp gas!" Midnight said in panic. She was about to cast a spell but was stopped by Imric.

"Let me do it, your spell stability is too poor!"

Imric rushed to the front and gathered strength in his hands again. The invisible air fluctuated violently and spurted out like a biting cold wind.

Five-ring evocation spell - [Hurricane Assault].

The strong wind blew away all the fog, and everyone quickly took this opportunity to speed up, but the fog completely blocked their sight, and they could no longer find a way out.

"We'd better pause for a while," Midnight couldn't stop coughing, "judge the direction and make sure it's the right route."

When the fog comes, the mountains seem to stop moving. At this time, everyone discovered this, and they could finally stop for a moment and find a way out.

After that, Imrik and the others marched in the canyon for several more hours. In this low and dark canyon due to the lack of sunlight all year round, countless thick fogs with a foul smell once again wrapped around them. .

"This damn fog!" Kelemvor complained, feeling nauseated, no doubt because of the sour air. He was weak and tired and felt as if he were sick, even though he had never experienced anything like it. Occasionally, the rocks ahead would move slightly, but Kelanvor had become accustomed to turning a deaf ear to the sounds of approaching peaks.

Finally, the fog gradually thinned, and the adventurers found that breathing became easier and their spirits were lifted.

"The exit is ahead!" Midnight shouted excitedly. She had had enough of the stench.

The sun pierced the fog in front. They stepped through the fog and finally appeared under the sun.

"It's figured out." Kelanwo breathed a sigh of relief, "If I don't come out again, I will be smoked."

Before he finished speaking, a shower of arrows suddenly shot out from above the canyon on both sides.

[Expansion - Force Field Wall]!

Imric snapped his fingers, and an invisible force field wall appeared above everyone's heads, firmly blocking all attacks amid a "ding-ding" sound.

"It's a mage! Damn it, you dare to cast a spell at this time!" A shout came from the distance. A dozen knights covered in armor were standing a few hundred meters away from them. The riders riding on their crotches were also covered in armor. The black war horse wrapped in iron armor holds a magic sword that emits a cold light.

Imric narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the national emblem of Zhentil Castle on the armors of those knights. The tall and strong figures of these knights hidden in the armor and the magic swords in their hands all showed that they were very elite professionals. army!

"You go first," Imric said coldly, "I will deal with them."

"No!" Cyric retorted loudly, "We will not abandon you, Imrik. It was you who pulled me back from the illusion. I cannot leave you here alone."

Imric chuckled lightly. He just felt that these people were holding him back. The attackers in front of him had obviously planned for a long time. Each of these knights could probably reach the level of a master in the kingdom. They were among the elites of Zhentil Castle. Elite.

It seems that Ben already hates them.

"Believe me, these people are not scary to me." Imri said seriously.

Then, he used his spiritual power to turn into spikes, which stimulated the mounts under the crotches of several people. The horses were immediately awakened by the severe pain and ran into the distance.

When the knights saw Kelanwo and others trying to run away, they immediately prepared to send out manpower to intercept them.

"No, no, no, your opponent is me." Imrik shook his finger and said.

[Extremely effective, powerful and far-expanding—psionic blast]!

Huge psychic power flowed down Imrik's eyes and turned into an invisible spiritual storm. The overly strong psychic power even showed a hint of light blue in the real world.

"Boom!" All the covered knights felt as if a huge ancient bell was awakened in their brains. A dull roar resounded in their minds, and a violent nausea and retching hit their hearts. Their thoughts disappeared instantly and became a blur. blank.

Seeing those dozen knights stunned on the spot, Imrik became more sure of his suspicion. Being able to withstand the [Psychic Explosion] enhanced by metamagic and full power points, it was obvious that the will save was extremely powerful.

The archers above the canyon fired another rain of arrows. Imrik raised his hand and released a violent storm impact, knocking all the bows and arrows away.

There was no way for Kelanwo and the others to stop them. Under the mad flight of the horses, they fled further and further away, and soon disappeared.

"Hmph," the knights quickly recovered from the shock, "Psychic? No wonder he can cast spells. Since you let them escape, I will take you back to deal with them!"

Imrik smiled slightly: "Psion? No, no, you should call me,"

Nine-ring transformation spell - [Physical Change]!

A burst of mist enveloped Imrik, and soon, amidst the purple lightning, a purple spherical mass floating in the air, looking like a huge brain dragging tentacles, appeared in front of everyone, as huge as the ocean. Spiritual power washed over their wills, and terrifying despair spread in their hearts.

"The Mind Flayer Mastermind."

Imric telepathically spoke a few words into everyone's heart, and soon this caused everyone to go crazy.

"Mind Flayer!!!" The archers on the canyon lost their minds. They were shocked by Imric's terrifying appearance. The terrifying legend of the Mind Flayer has been a nightmare for people on the surface since childhood, even in the dark and cruel , Zhentil Castle is full of evil people, and the tentacle brain in front of them is still their nightmare.

"Calm down!" the leader of the Dark Knight shouted sternly, "This is probably an illusion. I don't believe that these people can have a Mind Flayer mastermind following them!"

"Oh?" Imrik was amused by the Dark Knight's optimism, "Then let me break your illusion."

Imrik raised a tentacle and pointed it at the dark knight, and the psychic power immediately drilled into his heart under the amplitude of the brain.

"Ah!!!" The Dark Knight held his head and wailed. He felt that the power was like cold tentacles constantly drilling into the depths of his mind, taking everything away from him.

Happy memories, sad memories, scared memories, excited memories, everything of the Dark Knight was taken advantage of by the huge power of the mind flayer mastermind. He was completely reduced to a slave of that supreme power and served its supreme god.

Soon, the dark knight who was half kneeling on the ground regained his composure. He stood up from the ground, with purple demonic fire flashing in his eyes.

"Tou, how are you? Ah!" A knight behind him stepped forward and asked, but soon, a sharp magic sword penetrated his body, and blood flowed down the sword, scarlet, like darkness. The light in the knight's eyes.

"The head is controlled!" The knights behind him became confused when they saw the scene in front of them. They quickly took out their long swords and pointed them at the Dark Knight.

But the Dark Knight was indifferent. He quickly and quickly withdrew his sword, kicked the injured knight down, and then rushed towards his former comrades. The Dark Knight was worthy of being the leader of this elite team. Against a dozen opponents of the same level, he was still able to fight with ease.

"Look, this is the consequence of not trusting me." Imrik spread his tentacles, seeming helpless at the scene in front of him.

Some people say that there are too many super magic bits. The main reason for using a few more is because I don’t know what else to use. -There are only a few useful super magic ones. I mainly want to pave the way for the free prostitution of gods in the later stage.